Really drink a lot, are starting to talk nonsense.
Amelia Bright sighed silently, her voice soft, “What could you possibly know?”
The night breeze was gentle, Farren Austin’s breathing was steady, holding the most cherished person in his life, falling into one of the most reassuring dreams in a long time, one he thought was just a dream.
The next morning, Farren Austin woke up to a bright morning outside.
“Adjutant Xun…”
He came out of the bedroom rubbing his brow, his shirt crumpled, his face disheveled but not rigid, just a little sore from the hangover.
Holding the stairs and shouted a few times, but there was no response from Adjutant Xun downstairs, he went downstairs suspiciously, saw a table of breakfast on the table, unprepared to sit down, just as Adjutant Xun temporary something out.
The three names on the plate just took a bite, his brow furrowed and he looked down at the breakfast on the table for a while with a look of disbelief.
The taste of this sandwich? Inexplicably familiar.
In addition to the sandwich, the plate included a slightly battered fried sausage and a pan-fried chicken breast that sold beautifully and was garnished with a tiny slice of mint Bright.
As he froze, a door opened and Adjutant Xun entered.
“Sir, you’re awake.”
“Adjutant Xun,” he pursued, looking immediately toward the door, “who made this breakfast.”
Adjutant Xun changed his shoes and entered the room, just sweeping a glance, and said with aplomb.
“I made it, doesn’t it taste good?”
At those words, Farren Austin froze for a moment, and a glint of obvious disappointment swept across his vicissitudes.
“Sir,” Adjutant Xun called his name pulling him back to his thoughts.
“No, it’s fine.”
Farren Austin looked a little reluctant and looked very difficult.
Adjutant Xun stared at it for a moment, held back the words that came to his lips, handed over the document in his hand, and looked serious.
“Sir, this is a new public document from the military district, and Beacher Oak has been disciplined.”
Since Farren Austin was suspended, members of Blue Eagle have been disciplined one after another, and there has been a lot of trouble in the military district, and a discerning eye can see that this is someone falling into the well, and the water inside is very deep.
“By today, the entire Blue Eagle has been disciplined, and even Beacher Oak, who is usually the most careful, has not been spared, are you still going to stay put?”
Farren Austin’s scowl hardens.
“Prepare a gift and come with me to The Xue Family this afternoon to meet Mr. Xue.”
Today’s weather is not good, the window outside the gale, the wutong trees on the bright green Bright sub rolled rustling, looking at the dark clouds, is the storm is coming.
In the Gellar public house, Amelia Bright packed her bags to say goodbye.
“Why are you leaving so soon? Stay a little longer.”
Emily Guan leaned back on the bedroom couch with her arms in her arms, watching Amelia Bright pack up her phone’s charging cable with a look of reluctance.
“have stayed almost a month, still not long ah? In stay I’m afraid the Austin think I have ulterior motives, and again to notice me, under the surveillance of others not too good to do my thing.”
“I’m going to be in the group in two days, and then I won’t have time to go to Miyun to see you for a long time, you live so far away, it’s not easy for me to see you and An An one side.”
“Then work at ease, when your work is over and then go to Miyun for a vacation, besides, didn’t you sign up for IM’s jewelry commercial? When the time comes, you shoot the ad I want to watch.”
“I forgot if you didn’t tell me.” Emily Guan suddenly remembered this matter, “I have to talk to my agent in advance and ask for a good leave with the group.”
Amelia Bright smiled helplessly as she watched her fire and fury.
Before leaving Hounslow, Amelia Bright made a trip back to IM, which is now thriving, with Miyagawa managing Gong Olson well and the only fluctuation being in the investment department.
The main purpose of chartering a floor of office building was that she and Miyagawa both saw Candy’s investment ability and set up this department especially for him, but after nearly a year of development, it is not very satisfying today.
Candy is too adventurous and refuses to let go of the bike-sharing project in his hands. Now the market is getting more and more saturated, and within six months there are a dozen or so bike-sharing public Olson competing with the name, exposing more and more serious drawbacks.
The car is parked indiscriminately, the maintenance service can’t keep up, and other problems have made this matter exposed countless times by news reporters.
“Where’s Candy?”
When Amelia Bright arrived at IM, Candy was not there. She is the invisible boss of IM and usually only contacts with Miyagawa and Candy, so at this moment Candy was not there and only Miyagawa and her were in the meeting room.
Miyagawa glanced at the data on the slide with a complicated expression.
“During the meeting in the morning, Candy scolded several newcomers in the investment team for the late follow-up of the project, and left after throwing a fit.”
“I have said this project at present we do not have the ability to do this big, whether it is to face the competition of those listed public Olson or peer malicious report, or our own post-maintenance, these are outside our ability.”
“I’ve told him that many times.”
“Or not listening?” Amelia Bright frowned, having seen the answer in Miyagawa’s scowl.
Candy is young and has not experienced anything, in the face of such great success it is easy to lose the first heart, she has given him a full six months to adjust.
There was a full half-minute of silence in the room before Amelia Bright spoke in a deep voice.
“Exit this project and tell Candy that I have planned to sell the bike-sharing project to Flyer Holdings, along with the right to use this office floor and all the people in the project team.”
Once these words fell, Miyagawa’s face also changed slightly, “Would it be too soon, although there are many problems, but at present we are still the most profitable.”
“The more profit you make, the more risky backlash you’ll encounter later on, and you can start making contact with the Ferris wheel people this afternoon.”
The biggest difference between Miyagawa and Candy is that whatever Amelia Bright says, he trusts unconditionally, so in this case, he agrees as quickly as ever.
After the business was finished, I didn’t wait for Candy to come back.
“Forget it, I won’t wait, I have to hurry back to Miyun while it’s still dark.”
“I’ll walk you downstairs.”
“Good.”
Miyagawa took her coat and accompanied Amelia Bright all the way to the lobby below the office building.
Delivered to the door, the two waited in the hall for Bohdi Olson to drive up.
Circumnavigating Chambers, Miyagawa was a bit emotional.
“It’s still as bright here as it was when we came to see it, as if there are countless bright futures waiting for us.”
Amelia Bright’s gaze darkened a bit, and her voice trailed off.
“As I recall, this place was rented by Danna Keller.”
“Well,” Miyagawa nodded slightly, “when she rented this place she asked everyone at IM what kind of office environment she wanted, and she did it all.”
It’s a shame that such a place, Danna Keller, left so suddenly without ever having had the chance to work with them.
“Miyagawa, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you about Danna Keller.”